[[Two travelers are riding in a wagon. It is dark.]]
Nonchalant Traveler: Getting late. Let's stop for provisions at the next hitching post?
Concerned Traveler: The "NEXT"? Just WHATEVER place it happens to be? You'll let PROXIMITY determine who gets our business?
Nonchalant Traveler: If a place is along our path, then yes, they will be of help to us, and so deserve our business.
Concerned Traveler: But you don't know who those people ARE! Strangers! OPPORTUNISTIC strangers, by DEFINITION!
Concerned Traveler: I thought we were PAST this! We have the WORLD'S INFORMATION in our pocket!
Concerned Traveler: We can make informed decisions about what PRECISELY we are underwriting with our customer choices! Ignorance is no longer an acceptable justification for unethical behavior!
Concerned Traveler: You don't know their POLITICS! You don't know if they'll use our money to advance REPUGNANT AIMS! How can you be so CAVALIER about PATRONIZING someone you LITERALLY DON'T KNOW EVEN EXISTS YET?
Nonchalant Traveler: Ill-informed decisions are also known as ADVENTURES!
Concerned Traveler: I refuse to participate in any adventure that I cannot Yelp first!
{{header: stock up at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: there is no occasion more wasteful than an experience that I have not, in advance, verified utterly that it will conform to my every expectation}}
there is no occasion more wasteful than an experience that I have not, in advance, verified utterly that it will conform to my every expectation
The computers tell me it was 20 years ago, June 9, 2006, that I arrived in New York for my first-ever comic convention as an exhibitor, MoCCA.
It was an important trip for me, a milestone in what would go on to become my career.
I wrote a little reminiscence on Patreon (free/unlocked) — including a first-since-then reprint of the photocomics I made at the time, documenting the trip!
Read the rest here: [ 20 Years Ago (In Photocomic Form) ]
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